Walking like a man, Hitting like a hammer, She's a juvenile scam. Never was a quitter, Tasty like a raindrop, She's got the look. Heavenly bound Cause heaven's got a number When she's spinning me around, Kissing is a colour, Her loving is a wild dog, She's got the look.
She's got the look. She's got the look. What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue. When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you And I go: la la la la la She's got the look.
Fire in the ice, Naked to the T-bone Is a lover's disguise. Banging on the head drum, Shaking like a mad bull, She's got the look. Swaying to the band, Moving like a hammer, She's a miracle man. Loving is the ocean, Kissing is the wet sand, She's got the look. She's got the look. She's got the look. What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue. When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you And I go: la la la la la She's got the look.